At 400+ pounds, I finally pushed myself to get the Lap-Band surgery. This is the tale of how I'm trying to become the woman inside of me that's fighting to get out.

Friday, April 3, 2009

I SHOULD be happy

I lost 3 pounds this week. I should be happy about this, because it's a loss, not a gain, and I need to remember that 2 pounds a week is "normal." There are a few reasons I'm not happy, though. I lost 6 pounds in one week last time I did the no snacks/sweets thing, and I wasn't even working out then. I was drinking more water this week, too. I thought I was doing things better this time. I don't know how much the Pringles last weekend sabotaged this (it wasn't just a few Pringles, it was possibly as much as 1600 calories within two days). I had two cookies this entire week. Though, I don't know how many calories they were. I'm also mad because I'm 400 pounds and I should be able to lose more than 3 pounds in a week by watching what I eat and exercising. What went wrong?

I did make it to the gym again, and the same thing happened--I was on the bike and the same two girls came in and took the ellipticals RIGHT before I was about to get on it. I'm still debating if I'll work out again tonight. I have chicken and rice casserole in the oven that won't be done until about 9 PM, and I don't feel like working out at this moment. I already worked out though, and I stepped up my biking a bit--7.5 minutes at level 4, 7.5 minutes at level 5 and making sure to stay around 60 RPM. Today my muscles didn't even get sore until the last 5 minutes and my feet were okay for just a little longer than usual. I'm getting there!

I didn't *go to the bathroom* fully before I weighed in tonight, so maybe that had something to do with it? I don't know. I'm back down to 408 again, so I can't even change my ticker yet. I think there may be something wrong with my scale though, not to make excuses (because it could just as easily be telling me I lost more weight than I did), but the second time I got on it tonight (I do it in two different rooms because the floors aren't quite even in my bedroom), it didn't even stabilize at a number before turning off--while I was still standing on it. Normally it stabilizes, stays at that number for 10 seconds while I get off, then goes back to zero, then shuts off. Hmm. I think I might see if I can pop into my doctor's office just to get weighed every few weeks to keep a more solid record.

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